Chapter 57 Zhan Ningzhen

Ning Cheng rushed out of Nanyuan City at the fastest speed, and after leaving Nanyuan City, Ning Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he was really not afraid of that Lan Yinyue. Even though Lan Yinyue was already at the eighth level of condensed truth, Ning Cheng already knew it from Fang Yijian's mouth. Because of Pingzhou's lack of aura and resources, Pingzhou's kung fu is inherently flawed, and his spirituality is much weaker. That is to say, even though Lan Yinyue is at the eighth level of Condensed Reality, her real cultivation level is actually less than the eighth level of Condensed Trueness.

What Ning Cheng was afraid of was the Yuan-Building Realm cultivators of Mingxin Academy. Once he was blocked in Nanyuan City by the Yuan-Building Realm cultivators, he would really be unable to leave.

According to Ning Cheng's thinking, as long as he left Nanyuan City, it would be safe. He would find a place where no one was around, step on his sword and fly to Da'an Forest. Then pass through Da'an Forest and enter Yuanzhou.

It's just that just after Ning Cheng left Nanyuan City, he felt that he was being watched.

Ning Cheng quickened his pace, and didn't have much worry in his heart. If he was being targeted by the cultivators of the Yuan Building Realm, he would not be able to leave even if he wanted to. If cultivator Ningzhen was after him, he would not have to be afraid at all.

From Ning Cheng's point of view, a cultivator at the Yuan Building Realm would definitely not be bored to follow him as a Qi Gathering cultivator. In Nanyuan City, the possibility of this is zero.

An hour later, the people who were staring at Ning Cheng from behind suddenly accelerated their speed. At this time Ning Cheng had already seen clearly who was following him, it was Miao Lihu from the Wolf King's Mansion in Mange City. He knew that Miao Lihu hated him deeply, but he never expected that this person would be so persistent and chase him all the way to Nanyuan City. Fortunately, An Yi is highly regarded in Mingxin Academy, otherwise An Yi would be in danger.

Half a year ago, he still couldn't see clearly what Miao Lihu's cultivation base was, but now he can clearly see that Miao Lihu's cultivation base is at the fourth level of Condensation Zhen. A cultivator on the 4th floor of Condensation is still unable to fly with his sword, Ning Cheng really didn't take Miao Lihu seriously in his heart.

For him, Miao Lihu came just in time, allowing him to try the power of Qiyao Ice Needle.

"Little bastard, even if you run away again, I will burn you to ashes and bury you with my son." When Miao Lihu saw that Ning Cheng had stopped, he immediately stopped Ning Cheng with a flying body and shouted fiercely. It seems that Ning Cheng should have been petrified.

Ning Cheng said unhurriedly, "Miao Lihu, you can show off your power in Mange City, but here, you have no right to be arrogant. What I don't understand is, how do you know that I just left the city? Someone will send you a letter, right? ?”

Seeing that Ning Cheng was not dumbfounded, but speaking slowly, Miao Lihu was stunned. But he immediately reacted and said sharply, "Go to hell..."

While speaking, a blood-colored rainbow in his hand had already split towards Ning Cheng, he hated Ning Cheng to the bone, and really didn't want to wait any longer.

"Om..." The blood-colored Changhong streaked across the air, bringing with it an extremely miserable buzzing sound, almost completely sealing off the activity space around Ning Cheng.

The environment, which was originally a clear sky for thousands of miles, immediately became gloomy and gloomy under the bloody rainbow of Miao Lihu. It was like countless innocent souls, spewing blood mist and pounced on Ning Cheng.

Under this bloody color, Ning Cheng was even a little dazed, he clearly knew that he should get out of the way quickly, but being covered by the bloody color that covered the sky and the sun made him a little dazed.

The mysterious yellow aura emanating from the Xuanhuang Pearl made the bloody aura that had already covered Ning Cheng's body fade away, Ning Cheng suddenly became alert, and without hesitation he used his true energy, and struck out with the flying sword in his hand.

Inspired by Ning Cheng's true energy, Jian Hong split a gap in the blood. Ning Cheng immediately squeezed through the gap and rushed out.

Even so, one of the blood-colored rainbow rays had already hit Ning Cheng's chest.

"Boom..." Ning Cheng had just left the bloody aura when a violent explosion exploded where he was originally staying.

Ning Cheng was shocked to find that a huge deep hole had been blasted away at the place he was in just a moment ago, and the deep hole was still tinged with dark red, as if it had been splashed with blood that had been left for a long time. He looked down subconsciously, and a long opening was torn off the clothes on his chest, revealing the inner armor given to him by the old woman.

Ning Cheng had some lingering fears in his heart. If he didn't have an inner armor, the bloody rainbow light just now would have cut a deep mark on his chest.

Slowly exhaling, Ning Cheng finally saw clearly that the magic weapon in Miao Lihu's hand turned out to be a big blood-colored banner full of faint skeletons. The blood-colored Changhong, those gloomy auras, and the rainbow glow that enveloped his chest were all brought out by this blood-colored banner.

If it wasn't for Xuanhuangzhu, he might have been killed. While Ning Cheng was secretly afraid, he also knew that although he had a lot of fighting experience, most of them were fighting with monsters. And he, a Qi-gathering monk, dared to underestimate Miao Lihu, a Ningzhen monk, isn't he courting death?

Ningzhen monk, even the worst Ningzhen monk, is not an idler.

Ning Cheng didn't dare to be careless anymore, the flying sword in his hand brought out circles of sword light, and blasted towards Miao Lihu.

"Huh..." Miao Lihu looked at the huge crater he blasted out in shock. It was the first time he saw a monk on the 4th floor of gathering energy escape his blood-colored ghost banner.

In his opinion, this is simply impossible. No matter how powerful a monk with the fourth level of energy gathering is, he cannot escape his blood-colored grievance banner.

Ning Cheng, a monk at the fourth level of energy gathering, not only escaped from his blood-colored grievance banner, but also counterattacked with his flying sword.

The eight icy sword lights seemed to freeze the surrounding space. Seal all around him, so that he has no room to turn back.

"You're not a Qi-gathering cultivator..." Miao Lihu shouted in shock, and then waved the big bloody banner in his hand again.

No matter how powerful a Qi-gathering cultivator is, he can't display such a vertical and horizontal ice-qi sword light, and there are eight consecutive sword lights. Although these eight sword lights cannot be connected into one piece, they are already enough to threaten the life of a Ningzhen monk. Once they are connected together, it will be extremely difficult even for him to resist.

He did not believe that the monks at the fourth level of Qi Gathering could form such a terrifying Xuanbing Sword Qi.

After the shock, he quickly calmed down. Ning Cheng's attack was indeed powerful, but he still believed that he could kill Ning Cheng.

"Chi Chi..." The blood-colored shadow brought by the blood-colored banner and Ning Cheng's Xuanbing sword slammed together, and one after another chi-chi sounded in the air, as if a rag was torn.

The Eight Paths Xuanbing Sword Qi was swept away by the blood-colored banner, and Binghan instantly weakened. Miao Lihu was overjoyed, the weaker the eight Xuanbing sword qi were, the more difficult it would be for them to condense into one body. As long as he suppresses Ning Cheng's Eight Paths of Black Ice Sword Qi, he believes that Ning Cheng can only be slaughtered by him.

At this moment, between the eight strands of profound ice sword energy and the blood-colored banner, four strands of profound ice sword energy suddenly appeared out of thin air. As soon as the four strands of Xuanbing sword energy came out, the eight strands of Xuanbing sword energy that were originally distributed in various places were instantly connected into one piece. Like a sword net, it completely froze the bloody banner in the sword net.

"This is a Xuan-level sword skill..." Mo Lihu's ghost was like a ghost, he couldn't imagine that Ning Cheng had a Xuan-level sword skill. He doesn't have this kind of sword skill, but it doesn't mean he doesn't know how to do it. This kind of treasure, even Samsung Academy may not have it, and this ants in his eyes actually have such terrible sword skills.

The moment he saw the mysterious sword skill, Miao Lihu knew that if he didn't leave, he would really die in this place today.

He always felt that Ning Cheng's true energy was not as deep as his, but when he fought Ning Cheng, he was a little awkward. Now he finally understood that it was because Ning Cheng was using a mysterious sword skill.

Miao Lihu didn't know that his guess was wrong at all, and it was true that Ning Cheng's true qi was not as good as his. He was always awkward when fighting Ning Cheng, not because of the Xuanbing Thirty-Six Swords used by Ning Cheng, but because Ning Cheng's use of divine sense was much stronger than him.

In the monk's fight, the spiritual sense is a decisive thing. Miao Lihu didn't realize the importance of the spiritual sense at all, and it would be strange if he didn't fall behind. In other words, as long as his divine sense is similar to Ning Cheng's. Ning Cheng will definitely not be his opponent, this is the difference.

Miao Lihu didn't care that the big bloody banner would be hurt by the Xuanbing sword energy at all, so he blasted out his true essence one at a time, and at the same time took the big bloody banner back quickly, he didn't want to fight Ning Cheng any longer.

At this moment, a thin shadow appeared from the gap between the blood-colored banners, and disappeared in Miao Lihu's body in an instant.

Miao Lihu, who retreated crazily, suddenly froze for a moment. He stared blankly at Ning Cheng, wanting to say something, but the next moment he felt his heart burst like a hammer.

His heart exploded, and he fell to the ground with unwillingness in his eyes.

"So powerful?" Ning Cheng looked at the fallen Miao Lihu and murmured.

The Xuanbing Thirty-Six Swords had already given him a surprise, but the surprise given to him by the Qiyao Ice Needle was completely unexpected to him. He thought that Miao Lihu was attacked by the Qiyao Ice Needle and had to resist one or two times, but he didn't even have half the room to resist. This made Ning Cheng realize that he underestimated his Qi Yao Ice Needle.

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